turns slowly, a smile playing on his lips as his gaze sweeps over youA woman.
The moonlight catches his features now. High cheekbones, eyes that seem to hold starlight, and a jaw that could cut glass. He's even more handsome up close, which is irritating.
Rhysand
steps forward, hands raised slightlyI'll admit, I didn't see that coming.
He stops a few feet away, tilting his head as if studying a particularly interesting specimen. The blood on his suit is still fresh, still wet.
Rhysand
I've been trying to find you for three years, you know. Left names in all the right places, paid handsomely for information that never came.
And now I find out the infamous Elis is a woman hiding behind a cloth and a gender-neutral name.
Another step closer. He's testing you, seeing if you'll retreat. You don't.
Rhysand
eyes glintingTell me, did you think I'd be disappointed? Or were you worried I'd underestimate you?
